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xxx➤ Johnathan El Phirun xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
▒ ▒ seen this played out in my dreams, it doesn't matter
xxxxxx▒ ▒ time for givin' up the ghost, ********, it's you i hate the most
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☰☰ wearing : xxx ☰ feeling : relieved ☰☰
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++++++++"Mhmm." Was his reply to her recovery. She wasn't the most behaved of princesses, he realised. Much too casual for his liking. Inwardly, he was a bit glad that she wasn't his betrothed.. He'd found he preferred kind girls, who weren't afraid to be stern with him. Someone he could co exist with, and wouldn't try to outshine him, but would team up with him to shine the brightest at the ball. Perhaps his standards were a little too high? He sipped his tea, trapped in his own thoughts for the moment.
Nodding slightly, What the Moon Brings was a good one, he'd read a while back, so its ideals and words were a bit fuzzy to him, but he remembered quite enjoying it. "Forgive me for prying, but would you happen to be against the idea of the arranged marriages?" She seemed the type to abhor the ideal of an arranged marriage, much like his sister, but probably more vocal and physically resistant. Though before he'd get a reply from her, she'd turned her attention to a window. Turning his head slightly to see whom or what had caught her attention, his eyes fell on a man with fiery red hair, most likely her brother. He appeared to be staring out the window, quite wistfully he might add.
Though he would say something to greet the other prince, his sister joined the group in a mere moments. She touched his shoulder, and said something in what seemed to be a teasing manner. "Aidan." A small smile grew on his lips at the sight of his sister. They were both dressed casually, but his sister looked about 10x more graceful in her outfit, than he did in his own. "Good morning, I trust you slept well." His sister greeted the the red head sitting across from them, introducing herself. He appreciated her presence, he'd noted some time back that while she was around, he felt himself become a bit more.. Princely? While she was around, he was usually on his best behavior, unless they were sparring or practicing a dance. Though those times had become seldom as they had aged.
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